Chapter 62: Despair (1)
Adrian’s sight went fuzzy, but he was sure the monster’s blow wasn’t strong enough to make his body react in that manner. Yes, the blow hurt, but not nearly enough as the minotaur’s attack.
’I can feel something is wrong. The air smells slightly funny,’ Adrian thought, and the next moment, the system confirmed his doubts.
[Analysis of the User’s bloodstream indicates the presence of a hallucinogenic drug. However, the Troll blood within your system is actively counteracting its effects. No immediate cause for concern was detected.]
In a blink, Adrian’s sight got better. And not just that, the whole scene in front of him transformed. The gloomy forest that was there a moment ago now matched the rest of the area, all vibrant and green.
But most importantly, the monster before him also changed, and it turns out there was no creature. It was a familiar face that made Adrian enraged.
"Red..." Adrian whispered to himself, slowly getting up. "Why aren’t you wearing clothes? I didn’t think you liked showing off like that. Not like there’s much to show if I’m being honest."
"...still got your jokes, huh? Don’t worry; I’ll be the one laughing soon. Once the drug takes effect-"
"Yeah, that ain’t happening."
Red glanced at Adrian, feeling puzzled. Until now, Red believed Adrian saw him as a monster. But it seemed his cover was blown.
Even though Red didn’t understand how Adrian escaped the hallucinogen’s effects, it didn’t make much of a difference. He was still strong enough to deal with the fucker himself.
"Huh? Shit... I wasn’t expecting the drug to fade away so soon. I thought I would play with you like I played with your friends," Red scoffed, pointing at Leno’s dangling corpse. "But it looks like Father gave you a lot more skills than I expected."